All the places I’ve cleaned up pee today,
5. The bathroom floor.
We don’t have pets (like I have the time or energy to deal with that,) but my house smells like we’re breeding cats. I’m beginning to think that a litter box might be a worthy investment.
Post lunch update: (I know you’ve just been sitting at work wondering, “Has that crazy woman’s child quit peeing everywhere?) No, as a matter of fact, she hasn’t.
6. The hallway.
I wouldn’t walk barefoot in my house if I were you.
7. The ottoman.
8. The floor in front of the ottoman.
9. My chair.
10. My own feet.
I am beginning to think that taking up the flooring and replacing it with kitty litter would be my best option. They had to have talked about this at their meeting this morning.
Pre-Bedtime Update: (The Next Day)
Emma capped off the day by taking a load off in her bedroom floor. Literally. It wasn’t funny.
I really wouldn’t touch anything or sit anywhere when you come to my house unless it smells like bleach.